.Mr. Iskra died today
a murder of crows flew over>and we carried him off to a shallow grave,
unmarked,
and on the edge of town
not a flower or tree for miles around.
I talked to him before he died.
He said he couldnât stand the look in his own eyes
He said he couldnât stan.
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